Post by ronnie on Jun 29, 2012 11:51:31 GMT -5
As requested, here's a sneak peek of Chapter 3: Control. Chapter 3 will be up on fanfiction.net before July 4th. A lot of work was put into this chapter, and it was accidentally deleted 4 times. It should be well worth the wait.
-------------------------------------------
He watches a group of cheerleaders crowding around one of their own. The huddle disperses as soon as they toss a girl up into the air. Now airborne, she folds her arms across her chest and performs a back flip and lands in the waiting arms of the girls below her.
Lawrence Marcellus feels his lip arch upward, forming a smile. He runs a palm through his sweaty bleach blonde hair and raises his scoped M14 high enough to allow him to lock-in its stand. He crouches.
Location is everything in his line of work. His position, hidden atop the roof of Chance Academy, would only aid him. The school itself couldn’t be any more remarkable, towering over the football field at an impressive five stories.
He knows he has the upper hand.
The target is now in clear shot. Through the scope he sees her in detail. She is anywhere between the age of 16 to 18 with long auburn red hair. She has freckles across her cheeks that do very little to hurt her appearance. She is well proportioned with curves in all the right places and her uniform does very little to hide this.
He figures she’s popular. Girls like her usually fit that mold or at least during his time they always did. And he couldn’t have been more right about anyone. Everyone around her caters to her every need. One hands her a towel, the other a bottle of water, and another engages her in conversation while another tends to her hair. All while this took place, no one thought to help the less pretty brunette who had skinned her knee. No one offers her a hand, a drink of water, not even a bandage to dress the wound.
Lawrence aims the crosshair on red-headed target, reassuring himself that today he would be doing the world a service. It's that thought alone that makes it so much easier to pull the trigger.
---------------------------------------
That's all for now folks!
-------------------------------------------
GANTZ Second Chances
Chapter
3
SNEAK PEEK #1
"Control"
Chapter
3
SNEAK PEEK #1
"Control"
He watches a group of cheerleaders crowding around one of their own. The huddle disperses as soon as they toss a girl up into the air. Now airborne, she folds her arms across her chest and performs a back flip and lands in the waiting arms of the girls below her.
Lawrence Marcellus feels his lip arch upward, forming a smile. He runs a palm through his sweaty bleach blonde hair and raises his scoped M14 high enough to allow him to lock-in its stand. He crouches.
Location is everything in his line of work. His position, hidden atop the roof of Chance Academy, would only aid him. The school itself couldn’t be any more remarkable, towering over the football field at an impressive five stories.
He knows he has the upper hand.
The target is now in clear shot. Through the scope he sees her in detail. She is anywhere between the age of 16 to 18 with long auburn red hair. She has freckles across her cheeks that do very little to hurt her appearance. She is well proportioned with curves in all the right places and her uniform does very little to hide this.
He figures she’s popular. Girls like her usually fit that mold or at least during his time they always did. And he couldn’t have been more right about anyone. Everyone around her caters to her every need. One hands her a towel, the other a bottle of water, and another engages her in conversation while another tends to her hair. All while this took place, no one thought to help the less pretty brunette who had skinned her knee. No one offers her a hand, a drink of water, not even a bandage to dress the wound.
Lawrence aims the crosshair on red-headed target, reassuring himself that today he would be doing the world a service. It's that thought alone that makes it so much easier to pull the trigger.
---------------------------------------
That's all for now folks!